What happened to his son's family, Leng Xiao didn't know. From the mother's illness, only the use of Half Moon decoction can gradually recover, and then it is a long period of recuperation.

It was almost noon, and Leng Xiao had already left. He expected that this poison was inseparable from Fang Ai Medical Hall, otherwise it would be impossible to get such a poison with only two medical apprentices from the mountains.

On the mountain road, there will not be half a figure in Pingsuli, but today Leng Xiao saw all the way, walking all the way for more than ten miles, and there were more than a dozen men and women scattered along the way, without exception, they were all half figures.

He was cut in half with a quick knife, and cut off from the top of his head, either directly or diagonally. Even the one who resisted the most fiercely only had dozens of small wounds on his body, and then he died with angry eyes, and the most powerless person, even neatly dressed, with a trace of panic, died without the power to resist.

I could only see that the man's knife was fast and that he was right-handed.

Leng Xiao has seen a lot of fast knives, and this person's knife is not the fastest. It's just that it's so cruel and cruel, but it's very rare. If you don't have a paranoid and firm mind, you must be crazy.

The distribution of these corpses is contrary to the way he came, but he is not worried that he is going to the mountain village, but there are more than a dozen corpses just on the fork in the road, and he does not know how many people will die on the main road.

He didn't want to take care of these grievances and left by himself.

After Leng Xiao came to Fang Ai Medical Hall according to what Lao Lang said, it was half a month later.

There are rumors about him on the rivers and lakes, a handsome son, holding an unconscious woman in his arms, as long as he is not deaf in the rivers and lakes, he has heard of such a person, and he has taken such a person to heart.

Therefore, as soon as he came to Daylight City, he attracted a crowd of peeps, and this peeping is still increasing.

Once a person has a distinctive characteristic, he cannot hide his identity, but unfortunately his distinctive characteristic cannot be erased.

There are spies who keep going back to report to their masters, Leng Xiao may not be important, but the treasure map he carries is a treasure that the Jianghu people have been chasing for hundreds of years.

Now, almost everyone knows that if you want to open the remaining secrets of the Seven Treasures, you must go through Leng Xiao's hands, because all the remaining treasure maps are on him.

Some people also know that a treasure map and a copper key have been exchanged, but they are still not as valuable as his body.

Leng Xiao walked on the street, although there were many people peeping and following, no one dared to do it rashly.

However, he knew that he couldn't avoid it after all.

As he walked into the next street, it was empty when it should have been bustling. After he walked in, dozens of figures instantly came out of front and back, inside and out, both men and women, their faces were full of capable looks, all of them were characters who had practiced their fists and feet.

A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, his face was quite majestic, but in Leng Xiao's eyes, this person was not too smart.

There are always self-righteous people on the rivers and lakes, even if they have heard of his name and deeds, they will never believe it if they don't do it themselves and see it with their own eyes.

And hands-on, many times often means death, and there is no chance of regret.

He may not want to kill, but from the moment he held the sword, the path he took was a path of murder.

The majestic middle-aged man clenched his fists, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Under Fu Cong'......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Leng Xiao: "I'm not interested in knowing your name, I never remember the name of a dead person." ”

Fu Cong's face changed, gloomy, and he still said in a deep voice: "I know that Your Excellency is not bad, and Fu Mou is by no means an idle person, is Your Excellency talking so arrogantly, is it too full?"

"If Your Excellency hands over all the treasure maps, Fu will never have any obstacles, let Your Excellency leave!"

Leng Xiao suddenly asked, "Do you have what I want?"

Fu Cong was stunned for a moment, but he had also heard that Leng Xiao needed some hand-me-down medical prescriptions to exchange, and at this time he frowned and shook his head: "No!"

Leng Xiao said again: "Do you want to rob it?"

Hearing this, Fu Cong and the two men and women beside him looked at each other and laughed, he grabbed the two long knives in his hand, and said coldly: "The person standing in front of you, seven out of fifty, is this question redundant?"

Leng Xiao shook his head slowly: "Unless you think that your life is superfluous, but unfortunately, you have already given it up before two breaths." ”

Fu Cong was about to laugh, he had heard those rumors about Leng Xiao, and he was originally extremely jealous of Leng Xiao, but at this time, he was a little verbose, it turned out that he was a good guy who could only talk about it!

He opened his mouth and grinned, and all he could do was make a "ho-ho" sound in his throat, as if something had leaked. He felt a tingling in his cheeks, and the men and women beside him were looking at him with frightened eyes.

He looked down and saw a long sword already in his throat.

Fu Cong struggled to spit out a few words in his mouth: "You...... You sneak attack!"

His eyes widened, with reluctance and resentment, but he knew that with this sword alone he knew that he was by no means a cold opponent, and that he would definitely die.

It's just that he will think that if Leng Xiao speaks first, he will definitely let his subordinates go first, and maybe there will be a chance to escape.

So far, he has not noticed, even his plans have changed in the end, and his self-confidence has been crushed in an instant.

The so-called trees fell and scattered, and a group of people began to retreat noisily as Fu Cong roared, and another voice came from the end of the street.

"It's Fu Cong's person!"

"Yo, Fu Cong, you're fast, grab in front of Lao Tzu!"

Someone laughed and hurried up to meet him, but stopped abruptly. Because he suddenly found that the people brought by Fu Cong had dispersed in a few breaths, and Fu Cong's right hand and right arms trembled under the sword of one person.

Wang Luochen, known as the iron-clad wavesplitter, has knelt on the ground.

He glanced at it a few times, and saw that Fu Cong had fallen to the ground, covered with a thick layer of blood under his body.

Leng Xiao suddenly looked up at him: "Next, it's your turn, come here!"

He raised his sword and flicked it around the necks of a man and a woman, and the two of them both stepped in Fu Cong's footsteps. Perhaps these people dared to be so bold because they had heard that he had never opened a killing ring in Yiyilou.

As everyone knows, the tolerance and kindness of others have never been their own capital.

The latter man was a white middle-aged man, dressed fancy, as if he had come out to sell his ass, and spoke softly and tightly. The people he brought were no less than Fu Cong, but they were more unbearable than Fu Cong's people.

Anyway, the people brought by Fu Cong ran away after seeing the death of his master, and the people he brought were all dispersed at this moment, and there was not half of them left.

He learned from Wang Luochen's appearance, knelt down with a "bang", squeezed out an ugly smile, he knew that he would never be able to run away, so he could only say: "Your Excellency misunderstood, it was all a misunderstanding, I have no malicious intentions, I just can't get used to Fu Cong's banditry behavior, I'm here to help you!"

"Really...... Really, please spare my life!" he said that he did not even believe himself, and now his eyes were full of tears.